I’m wandering through old Christmas snippets recently -- our life in 2018 and another set from 2021, letting the years fold back like pages in a well-loved story.
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December tends to stride in like a herald — bells, lights, expectancy, the whole parade. It’s the month that wraps everything in a soft shimmer and insists that joy and hope take centre stage again.
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There are days when life feels like it’s running ahead of me, leaving a soft echo in its wake — errands, conversations, the half-remembered list I meant to write down. But then something interrupts the rush...
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